The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

The shouts came one after another, growing more and more agitated, yet increasingly strange.

Chen Ming originally thought that the people behind him were supporting him.

He even felt that his unyielding and resolute back must be very upright.

But as you listen...

His expression froze.

Blocking the toilet?

Taking someone else's martial arts resources without permission?

Did they steal the beast meat from Li Shuiwang because he was in a bad mental state?

What are all these things?

Chen Ming turned around with difficulty, and the group of students behind him were still waving their fists and shouting.

"Brother Chen!"

"We support you!"

"Never bow down to evil forces!"

That sounds very inspiring.

But Chen Ming's heart grew colder and colder.

What did I do to help?

What exactly did I stand up for?

His face gradually turned ashen.

The exhilaration that had propelled them to such heights dissipated like the receding tide.

He turned back, looking utterly dejected.

Their eyes met, and a glint of light flashed in Ye Chuhao's eyes.

Clearly, he used his mental powers to get these students to speak their minds.

Ye Chuhao leaned back in the leather seat, his fingertips lightly tapping the armrest.

He looked at Chen Ming and chuckled.

"What's wrong?"

"Has our great hero stopped speaking out for the people?"

In the distance, on a large tree.

Tang Fei, clinging to a tree branch and holding up binoculars, shook his head as he watched.

"Tsk."

"Chen Ming, oh Chen Ming..."

"Even someone as unyielding as your Fei-ge ran away immediately, don't you understand the significance of this?"

As he spoke, he shrank further behind the leaves.

He was afraid that the group of crazy kids from Class 9 in the middle of the playground would suddenly remember him.

In the center of the playground.

Chen Ming gritted his teeth.

Blood was still flowing down his shoulder, and his face was deathly pale, but a last vestige of stubbornness remained in his eyes.

He didn't want to admit it.

They didn't want to admit that their earlier outcry of resistance had been orchestrated from the very beginning by a group of people with ulterior motives.

They don't want to admit it.

His so-called justice almost turned into a knife thrown at innocent people.

Ye Chuhao leaned back in the leather seat, shifting to a more comfortable position.

He tapped the armrest lightly with his fingertips, his voice languid.

"Hmm, you don't believe me?"

Chen Ming remained silent.

His Adam's apple just bobbed slightly.

Ye Chuhao raised his eyes, his gaze passing over him, and looked at the boy wearing gold-rimmed glasses in Class 9's team.

"commissary in charge of discipline."

"You have one minute to find the records of how Lao Lu dealt with these people."

Li Juefeng's lips twitched.

He knew that Lu Changming was protective of his own.

But he never expected that Old Lu would actually write down all of these things.

Even more outrageous is...

How did the class monitor know he could investigate?

Li Juefeng pushed up his glasses, about to speak.

Ye Chuhao added slowly.

"Thinking also counts as time."

Li Juefeng's temple twitched slightly.

The former class monitor, who used to sleep in class and leave all the class duties to them, seems to have suddenly shed his lazy exterior.

What was revealed was a smiling, autocratic emperor.

Anyone can be easily knocked down by him.

Including our own people.

He took his phone out of his pocket.

The moment the screen lit up, several encrypted interfaces flashed by.

"Beep beep beep..."

The call was connected.

Li Juefeng spoke with a cold face.

"Three minutes, I want that woman..."

It seems this isn't what they're investigating this time.

He coughed lightly and abruptly changed his tune.

"One minute."

"I need detailed records of how Lu Changming, the homeroom teacher of Class 9, Grade 12 at Jinling Wuzhong High School, handled cases of bullying of students in his class over the past three years."

Send it to my phone.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

It's just like you and me, whose wages haven't increased but whose workload has only increased.

Li Juefeng's eyes darkened.

"Don't stand there in a daze."

"Daydreaming also counts as time."

"yes!"

The phone hangs up.

Less than a minute later, a file popped up on the phone.

Li Juefeng glanced at him, then bent down and approached Ye Chuhao.

"Squad leader, you're here."

far away.

Lu Changming's lips twitched violently.

No.

The things he stored on his computer were dug out in a minute?

Is the school security system just for show?

360 is useless!

Ye Chuhao rested his chin on his hand and glanced at it casually.

"Um."

"Take it to our great hero to see."

"it is good."

Li Juefeng, holding his phone, walked up to Chen Ming.

Chen Ming turned his face away, his eyes filled with resistance.

Li Juefeng turned back.

"Squad leader, he's not looking."

Ye Chuhao yawned.

"Why not just read it aloud?"

"You even dared to say you have billions of dollars flowing through your pockets every minute."

"If you lack even this much decisiveness, how can I, as the squad leader, dare to entrust you with important responsibilities in the future?"

Li Juefeng took a deep breath.

He forcefully suppressed the anger.

Beside him, Yan Cong had already raised his phone and started recording.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at this, Old Dragon."

"After the class monitor regained power, even a passing dog would get a few words thrown at him."

Li Juefeng looked down at his phone and began to read aloud.

December 3, 2023.

[Incident: Today, Gao Yang was cornered in the toilet by Zhao Kuo and his gang from Class 8. He was bleeding from his forehead but did not resist.]

When asked why, they discovered it was because Gao Yang hadn't given them a spot in the restroom, which had hurt their pride.

[The group from Class 8 demanded compensation from Gao Yang for emotional distress, but Gao Yang ignored them and was subsequently beaten.]

[Punishment: Zhao Kuo and others are fined six months' worth of martial arts resources as a warning to others.]

Li Juefeng paused for a moment.

Continue reading.

[Note: We don't know what Gao Yang went through in the past, but he keeps saying that love is fake, and the world is fake too.]

I asked him if it hurt, and he said it didn't.

But his hands were shaking.

This child is quiet and doesn't tattle.

[Just because he doesn't speak up doesn't mean he deserves to be bullied. As his teacher, I have to stand up for him!]